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"En." Feng Qinglang responded, and stood beside the counter to read quickly, knowing the rules. Usually, this kind of book is not given as a gift.

"Thank you!"

The rules of the mission center are similar to those of various mercenary associations, but here it is not counted as money, only points, and the points here cannot be directly traded.

Feng Qinglang was concerned about the registration process, so he finished reading it quickly and returned the notebook to the staff on duty.

"So fast?" Amidst the suspicious voice of the other party, Feng Qinglang had already walked towards the arc-shaped corridor, which ran through all the side halls.

North Hall.

A counter called the registration office is unusually deserted. It is usually lively only during the beginning of school. Usually, only those who occasionally lose their cards will come here to reissue.

"I want to register." Feng Qinglang said with a smile, he hoped that his image of a fat man would appear simple and honest with a smile.

The old man behind the counter raised his eyelids to look at Feng Qinglang, and said weakly, "Are you new? You can only register here after you officially enroll."

Feng Qinglang put the small copy of the admission certificate issued to her by the academy earlier, put it on the counter, and then pushed it in front of the old man with her hands, and said sincerely: "Dear Your Excellency, please help me, I really want to do the task."

The old man was about to lose his temper impatiently and reprimanded the newcomer for being so ignorant, but Feng Qinglang took away the hand that was holding the admission certificate book, and there were more than a dozen silver coins shining on it.

The old man's eyes obviously flashed, and his rough hands only flicked on the counter. The silver coins disappeared, but Feng Qinglang's book was still there.

The old man's expression changed from indifference to friendliness, and he looked at Feng Qinglang sincerely. This newcomer is very sensible, but not sensible enough.

Feng Qinglang understood, and now Mingguang is really full of worldly atmosphere, but it is also a good thing, so there are more than ten silver coins in the small book.

The old man's hand flicked immediately, as if by magic, the silver coin had disappeared, the small book had come to his hand, and there was a brand new black card in front of him, as well as some ancient gadgets, he said: "Mingguang has always encouraged hard-working students. Since you are sincere, you have to work for Mingguang as soon as you enter school. I can't reject you no matter what! Individual registration requires ten silver coins, which is another."

It would have been very well said if not for that last sentence.When Feng Qinglang paid, the arc of her smile increased a little.

The old man's workmanship was good, and he quickly engraved Feng Qinglang's name on the black card with magic patterns. He also used those ancient small equipment to operate it, and probably added some anti-counterfeiting labels. After several rigorous procedures, , the card with Feng Qinglang's name and his serial number was born.

Feng Qinglang nodded silently. Only in these small details can one vaguely recognize the scenery of Mingguang Academy back then. These ancient equipment are quite expensive, and generally prevent people from stealing real-name cards.

The old man was in a good mood after completing a transaction, and handed the card to Feng Qinglang: "Young man, I wish you a happy stay in the mission center!"

Feng Qinglang said goodbye with a smile, entered the arc corridor again, and came to the rental center in the east side hall. He was not interested in renting the task light screen in the hall. Although it was cheap there, there were too many people.

"I need a room, independent, second class!" Feng Qinglang glanced at the price list and quickly made a decision.

"Twenty silver coins for an hour! The deposit starts from one hundred silver coins." The waiter in the rental center never smiles when dealing with big customers.

Feng Qinglang put the two gold coins and the real name card she had just issued on the counter. If the old man in front saw this scene, and saw that Feng Qinglang didn't even bat an eye when paying, he would definitely regret it. The sheep were released without being slaughtered properly.

In the past few years, Feng Qinglang has indeed made some money, but Feng Qinglang feels that money is nothing in front of her life.

"Room No. 16 on the second floor." The waiter's smile became even sweeter, perhaps because of Feng Qinglang's calm way of throwing out gold coins, and her unflattering face with glasses, suddenly became more pleasing to the eye up.

Feng Qinglang glanced at the map of the mission center next to the counter, and walked into the curved corridor again. In the middle of the corridor, there was a staircase leading to the second floor.

The world on the second floor is very quiet, as if the noise below has been isolated, Feng Qinglang can easily judge that this is the effect of the Silent Magic Pattern Barrier.

Use the room card to open Room No. 16. The interior is elegantly arranged and not monotonous. The window faces the corner of the central garden. There are people coming and going by the small fountain there. What a coincidence. If you move your eyes to the sixth floor, you will see It happened that they rented the suite not long ago, which was the room of Nan Xinghun. She was leaning against the window, reading something with her head down.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help smiling, and said in her heart, Your Excellency Nan Ling, look at how conscientious I am, when dealing with private affairs, your precious daughter can also take care of it by the way.

On the mahogany desk, there is a black crystal panel with a size of about two square meters placed vertically. It should be made of the same material as the huge panel seen at the front entrance.

Feng Qinglang inserted her real name card into the slot on the side of the black crystal panel, and the panel lit up.

This type of expensive ancient magic weapon has been seen many times during the time of wandering on the Stigmata Continent, but it is the first time that Mingguang Academy has been used in a mission center on such a large scale. It also shows from another angle that Mingguang It used to be the background of a wealthy family.

The first item on the panel is "Points Exchange". Feng Qinglang clicked on it with her fingertips immediately, and immediately entered a dazzling interface. The recently coveted "Meditation Chapter" was impressively placed first.

Feng Qinglang's heart skipped a beat, and after clicking to enter, her eyes couldn't help but stare. Under the grand official introduction, there is the exchange chapter of "Meditation Chapter", which is divided into thirteen chapters to exchange, which is required for Chapter 1. The score is [-] points.

Passing by so many black crystal panels ahead, Feng Qinglang glanced at them from the corner of her eye, but she clearly knew that many missions were completed, but they were only rewarded with 1 or [-] points, and the missions that could be posted on the entrance billboard were only three or five. One hundred percent, now this stuff, even Chapter [-] costs a thousand points.

Looking down, Feng Qinglang became a little angry, Chapter 2 became 3 points, Chapter [-] was [-] points, and then it increased almost geometrically.

Then it would be too difficult to gather all the "Meditation Chapters"...

But he quickly calmed himself down again. The current focus is to get Chapter 1 first. If Chapter 1 is not a remnant of the Holy Spirit Art after practice, then everything is meaningless.

For a while, Feng Qinglang also became a little worried about gains and losses.

He casually clicked the "Redeem" button of Chapter 1, and the bright red letters on the black crystal reminded him "Your points are zero".

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, pushed the negative thoughts to the back of her head, returned to the previous interface, and entered the interface of "receiving tasks".